Zhou Muqing glanced at Ye Qingtian and frowned, asking, "What do you intend to do?"
"I saved your sister, and there's not even a thank you? Do you want me to teach you how to behave?"
"Coincidentally, my hand is also itching."
Ye Qingtian raised his hand and glanced at Zhou Muqing's rear.
Zhou Muqing's rear instinctively tensed up, and she frowned, shouting, "Ye, put away your shamelessness!"
"If you want me to thank you, you'll have to win against me in a duel. Otherwise, you'll always be an inferior person, always representing weakness. I, Zhou Muqing, will never thank the weak, nor bow down to them!"
After saying this, she pulled Zhou Wenwan's hand and left without looking back.
Zhou Wenwan turned back multiple times, showing a reluctant expression.
"This woman has some personality, but that's about it," Ye Qingtian said indifferently.
He called out to Da Huang, and also walked out.
He then moved to the room where Fatty Wang and his group previously stayed.
